Also, I'm dragging around because my hips are screaming "help! help!" and I know if I lost some damn weight they'd quiet down to more of a polite, "help! help!" but that doesn't seem to be happening. I was almost hoping that my blood work would show that my thyroid isn't doing its job and I could take some medicine and miraculously, all would be better but it didn't.
But, you know, the day has held some good things. Here are some pictures Lily sent this morning.
Can you tell who's the most excited for school to start? Can you even handle Gibson? A cross between a super hero and Zoolander. Owen's best friend in school for the past two years is going to a different school this year and that makes him sad. Remember Chase? The sweet fella who ate with Owen in the classroom because eating in the lunchroom seemed to cause some seizure activity in him last year?
And he has every right to be sad. He loves Chase.
And by the way, it's been a seizure-free summer and like Elizabeth, I hate to tempt the fortunes but it's true and knock wood.
I hope that Owen makes a new really good friend this year and at least all of the girls who have crushes on him will be able to see him again. I haven't asked about his girlfriend in quite some time and he hasn't mentioned her either so I don't know what's happening there.
Anyway, I went to town today and had lunch with Lily and Lauren and Magnolia.
Oh, that little girl.
She is absolutely a Bessie Pease Guttman painting of a baby
as I have said before and when I take her in my arms, she leans her head up against mine and holds it there for so long. And I melt.
And for a moment all of the memories and the dreams and the worries and the fears and the guilt and the shame and the grief melt away and I am holding life and it is so good.
I saw Dearie today. I was afraid that he'd taken off with a few hens for Mexico like the hero in a romance novel.
"We'll leave it all behind and we'll live our own true lives, our truth, our LOVE!"
I wouldn't blame him. Not one bit.
Let's hope for a sweet tomorrow.